Dear Mr. President:
My name is Abdul Haleem Muhammad, a Muslim born and raised in the United States of America. I say I'm a Muslim but really I'm caught up in the um ma of the Great Shaitan. I practice some Judaism (The Ten Commandments) in the midst of Satan's synagogue. That being said, God is the Greatest. Praise be to Allah for the best president of my lifetime. May He protect you, as he does me, from those that would do you harm. Al hamdu-lillah.
I write these words to you because I have critical information concerning this country and its quest for greatness. The information refers to discrimination, racism, and unethical activities that negatively affect me, my community, and therefore, the nation. As a result, many people have fallen through the cracks and are mired in poverty, ill-health, and hopelessness. These issues must be resolved through a careful analysis, thoughtful planning, and decisive action. Innovative tools must be accessed and created so that this nation can meet these existential threats with wisdom, efficiency, and effectiveness.
Mr. President, I would like to remind you of what my hero, Dr. Martin Luther King, said one day to the World: " Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere". You, my friend, are the greatest answer to the prayers of freedom loving people of America and the planet. People and Planet First. We demand JUSTICE. For my entire lifetime ( except maybe the last two years), America and the world have been the victims of what John F. Kennedy told humanity...
The last great president was silenced by a weapon of mass destruction. A cabal of demonic power lusters who have evaded justice til this very day and continue to wreak havoc and suck the blood of the poor and the innocent. How are they doing this, you may ask? The Same way it seems to be going on in all levels of world government(including local and municipal): institutional racism resulting from a lack of morals, ethics and values leading to segregation, race war, and genocide. My extreme attitude is justified by direct experience and research. The governments found in this country have failed to represent their constituent's wills in order to increase their own power and wealth . The evidence is massive. I, by myself, am in possession of clear, irrefutable, and immutable, indictable TRUTH!
It started way back in 2015 when I found myself at a homeless shelter in Chicago. I got into an argument with a demonicrat supporter about how HRC was a crook and a murderer. He didn't want to hear anything about the truth, It was a waste of time. He was probably on some type of opoide tainted reefer. Don't really know. That was my precursor to what truth-teller Gerald Celente liked to call: The Presidential reality show. Later that during my time at the shelter, I applied to become a student in a program called I.C. Stars. The program offers two years of computer programming and leadership development at an accelerated pace(4 months). During that process, I began working with Heartland Alliance, a social program to help veterans find assistance to improve their situation. I was able to get my own apartment through a program called home for the Holidays- some type of program sponsored by former President Obama and Chicago Mayor Emmanuel. I had not yet been accepted into I.C.Stars until January 1st of 2016. I began working with Heartland's employment readiness program to find a job to fit the schedule I would need to make it through I.C. Stars program. Heartland advised me to look for a plan b just in case I was not accepted. My plan b was to go back into the culinary field offered by an organization called A Safe Haven. I was accepted to that program before the new year and received my acceptance into the I.C.Stars program on the 1st of January 2016. The only problem was that I was told the program would not start until April. This gave me the possibility to do both plan a and plan b. When I informed my advisers at Heartland, they went crazy and pulled me into a separate room from the others and they told me that I could not do that and that I needed a way to pay for the apartment they had provided for me. When I was given the apartment, I had nothing but my goals and aspirations. I had no ability to pay for the high priced studio apartment on the south side of Chicago. When I asked how the apartment would be paid for, they told me it was a new program and they did not know. So I was in the dark. I was getting the feeling I was being manipulated. It seemed like I was being offered goodies that were meant to keep me from meeting my aspirations of being a leader in business and technology. My advisers Heartland begin putting more and more pressure on me to find a job. That became their number one objective while mine was to find something that would compliment the exhaustive schedule that I would have with I.C.Stars. My schedule for this program would have been from 8:30 in the morning til 8:30 at night for six days a week. They would give me a 600 dollar stipend. So I looked for night jobs to try and make this thing work out. As I prepared to start the I.C.Stars program, my advisers at Heartland continued to pressure me about finding a job. My approaching I.C.Stars start date was fast approaching and I had not found a job yet but I had some interviews. Heartland l said that I would have to start paying part of the rent. I felt that If they would be patient until the start of the program, I would surely have enough money to cover half of the rent with my stipend from ICStars. Heartland pulled the rug from under me the week that I was scheduled to begin the ICStars program. They said they would not be paying anymore rent because they had to take care of other veterans. I had done everything I had agreed to do and they were not going to do what they promised to do, Totally unfair and wrong. The next day I received a call from the Grand Lux Cafe who offered me a job as a dishwasher. I continued to stay focused on my educational opportunity and when I went to the interview, I told the manager of my situation and asked how I could arrange some way to have a schedule that would compliment my class schedule. I then talked to my adviser at I.C.Stars to see if they would work with me so that I could have a job, go to school , and have a place to live. They could do nothing for me. Then my adviser at ICStars informed me that i would not be starting until June. He said that he told me April for some dumb reason. To me, he lied and that negatively affected my attitude toward the program that was my plan A. So in April, I found myself as a dishwasher. My dreams of leadership development and computer training had vanished. My plan B was not available. So I started my career at The Grand Lux Cafe as low man on the totem pole. My credentials, accolades and achievements were thrown out the window and I became a minimum wage worker. Being the top student of my culinary class that I completed in 2014, I displayed my work ethic and sense of urgency everyday for nine months straight with perfect attendance. On the first day of my employment at the Grand Lux, I worked very hard. It was about 4am and the Manager came and told us to hurry up and get out of the building. That did not make me feel good. STRIKE ONE FOR THE GRAND LUX. In the meanwhile, my Heartland adviser was busy enrolling me into another program called the Housing Choice Voucher Program with the Chicago Housing Authority. I stopped talking to Heartland and now I was dealing with CHA. I was accepted in June of 2016. I now had three months to find a new apartment. I was shooting jumpers on my birthdaay July 10, 2016 . I heard that Seth Rich had been murdered. He as the DNC IT specialist who breached the DNC server and provided that information to Wikileaks through the big guy who's name escapes me at the moment.Kim Dot Com. Everyone in the truth community knew HRC had something to do with the murder because of the history of what has happened to everyone else who has had evidence against her and her husband. The Grand Lux was working me like a Hebrew slave and I had very little time to look for a good place to live. I was able to check out a few apartments and I had to settle for an apartment with few choices. I had no one to help me move and I only had one day given to me by my employer to move. I had a perfect attendance record i was trying to maintain. My co-worker volunteered to help me move. It was then that I discovered this guy could not really speak English. So I wound up breaking a lot of things which almost include my ankle. The co-worker was from Somalia. I was trying to help him learn more English at work, but he knew nothing when it was just he and I. When I said go, he stopped. When I said stop, he went.
The next day, I missed my first day of work as an employee of the Grand Lux . When I signed my papers with my new landlord, I was really offended by the threats splattered throughout the document. They told me what they would do if I sold drugs, what would happen if I did this or that. My first experience with public housing has to this day been totally demoralizing. I dealt with it and went back to work on my bad ankle. Right before I moved in my new CHA apartment, you were elected president. Because of the hectic year I was going through, I did not have many opportunities to keep up with my truth community like I needed to.
Still, I was solidly anti HRC. I witnessed her stealing the Democratic nomination from Bernie Sanders and he let her take it from him. I was able to watch you whip the sorry crowd of Republicans and spoiling their attempt to Bernie Sanders you too. You beat them at that too. Good job. Nobody in Chicago gave a hootnanny about Hillary Clinton and her crimes. This town went nuts after you won the election and I was there watching them march and protest. during one short break at work, i observed a large protest headed toward Lake Michigan. Here's what I heard that really struck me. The protesters were chanting" F--- Trump, peace in the middle east, Assassinate Trump." At that moment, I became aware of what is now known as Trump derangement syndrome. This disease is truly real. The people in Chicago really show tremendous hatred for you sir. I was unable to vote that year because I was never sent a voter's registration card that I applied for, I applied at the welfare office. I got one the next year. I did not get a card last year and am still waiting for one this year. The day after Thanksgiving 2016 was the hardest day of work I've had in a long time. 13 hours of non-stop work. I showed my stuff that day. The next day I was ready to smash it again. This time was different. I got into two fights in one night. I asked for the necessary paper work to begin the process of quitting but the management failed to assist me in this process and I can understand why: I was a great worker and they needed me. However,enough lies had been told, enough disrespect had been endured. Since leaving the homeless shelter to live in the ghetto community that is the South Side of Chicago, my year in 2016 was in its totality a dismal, demoralizing, and dangerous string of weeks and days and months. Even though I had prepared and was extremely qualified to accomplish great things, I was, after my Thanksgiving day battles, just a tired, old man with nothing to look forward to. The health care package offered to me by my employer would have forced me to have to borrow money from somewhere in order to get to work. So I had to decline that. The people at my new apartment failed to give me keys to my mail box. I had spent most of my money moving and now I was broke. I had my address changed to my new place but since I had no key to the mail box, I missed muy check. I had to get ghetto with the landlord"s helper and he finally gave me a key to my mail box. The Grand Lux failed to do anything for my situation in the dishroom with my fellow dishwashers and I had to borrow money to get to work. They finally gave me a day off. The heat in my apartment was not working and the toilet was not able to flush correctly. My job as a dishwasher caused me to have many cuts and scrapes. That combination of little rest, open wounds, a frosty apartment plus the fact that I had to manually flush the toilet by sticking my hand in the top part of the toilet machinery to open the part that allows the water to flush would leave me sick for my two off days. On the day when I was to return to work, I looked to track my pay check. I had worked many hours so I could have money after the move. When I looked up the check using Hot schedules, I found out it was only 500 bucks when it was supposed to be close to a Grand. They had garnished my wages to pay off my student loans. They could have let me know ahead of time. They never once discussed that issue with me. That was it. STRIKE NINE! I decided, at that moment, I'm done with this organization. I was a slave working to pay the man, week after week month after month with nothing to show for my hard work. All my dreams went down the tubes and no one cared. I had worked diligently to do something with my life and failed. The people of Chicago were all crazy for losing the election. I snapped. Trump derangement syndrome had affected me and I was anti- hillary. Wow!
So, I didn't go to work. They tried to call me one time and that was it. I did not answer. I spent the next two weeks depressed, drinking and smoking bud. I talked to the janitor about the heat and the toilet. He checked it out and promised to fix the heat and put in a new toilet. As I waited for him to fix the toilet and the heat, I remembered how he treated me with the mailbox key. I thought," This guy thinks that I'm going to beg him to do what he promised to do. I made a decision. I am going to pay next month's rent and wait for this guy to do his job. I wasn't going to pay another dime until the repairs were made. I never spoke to that janitor again until he came with a five day notice ( which was fraudulently created) . I then went to work to become a leader and computer guru, on my own, studying internet marketing on my phone I purchased with the remaining funds I had left from work. Once I ran out of money, I went up north to Streetwise where I had been a vendor during my time at the homeless shelter to start selling some papers again. That was when I heard about the March on Springfield. This would be a 200 mile march down mainly historic route 66 for a People and Planet First budget. After I left my job, I felt free. I saw how the people of Chicago reacted to Hillary's loss and I felt that I now had time to really study geo-political events and internet marketing in the same manner that put me on the Dean's list for three years straight and at the top of any class that I am a part of. At this point in time, I consider myself as the integrator of the truth movement. This country was built off racism. That fact can be proven because the racist of today still will not acknowledge the part that the so-called Blacks had in creating the prosperity of this nation. The black community sits languishing in their neglected communities of poverty without any notion of how to make their blocks great. They cant figure out how to make their side of town OK let alone great. I have five straight victories in court where I capitalize on White racist ignorance. During my march to Springfield, I was the closest thing to a Republican in the vicinity. They all hated you, Mr. President. It was really disturbing because they couldn't talk about real issues. I counted, personally, thirteen incidences of racism being propagated by the people I was marching with. The first event came when an aspiring clergy girl scolded me for being anti- Semitic. I was explaining to a fellow marcher the history of the Rothschilds. The Clergy girl was the lead marcher in front of us. She turned around and said she had plenty of Jewish friends and will not tolerate the antisemitism I was espousing. What I would like to know is if the Rothschild believe that they are really Jews. Don't they know that "Jew" is a derogatory term in the first place. It is a short form for Judaism. Names mean something and God instructs the believers of the books, not to take nicknames. What is a Semite? A half something language. Most dictionaries refer to semitism as a form of language spoken by the Arabic people of the middle eastern region. She is saying that I hate the Jews because they and the Arabs speak Hebrew? The absurdity of being censored by a disrespectful aspiring christian clergy girl. I tried to explain to a trans gender marcher how the clergy girl disrespected me. She wanted me to prove my knowledge about the Rothschilds. After a few minutes "They"(gender neutral language of the left) told me to shut up and talk about something else. It got so bad, I had to have a personal talk with a fellow Black brother to alert him to my dillemma. I told him I would keep the peace ,but whenever I witnessed another racial occurrence, I would give him a sign and we would keep count. By the end of the march, I was so depressed I could not wait to get off the bus and be free once again. Back in the ghetto.
Now that I was back in the Chi, I was further demoralized by my neighbors and friends. They did not care that I had represented the South side of the great city Chicago founded by a black man. No one wanted to hear my tales of a journey to the state capital to demand Justice for the people of this state. They are just going through the motions of life blindly with no ability to discern the dire situation I know we face. By quitting my job, I had given my self the opportunity to uncover many of the crimes of the last five centuries. The same families and organizations that enslaved the Africans and genocided the native Americans, are the ones who have created today's dystopian nightmare and are setting up their descendants to take over their diabolical agenda of depopulation and full-spectrum dominance over all of God's creations. America's Black citizens are being slowly and incrementally genocided and White America has only one thing to say about it. "They are not racist." That's it . End of discussion. Look at any White truth teller video. My favorite White truth tellers are all racist. The only thing they elaborate about this crucial topic is that someone called them a racist and that they are not racist. They fail to realize that the same game plan used to exterminate Blacks is being used today by the same squad who has enslaved humanity today. Any truth teller should know that this country is not free. Truth tellers continue to tell less than the whole truth because they fear losing their audience at the hands of social media censorship. You too, Mr. President will not come forward to tell the American people the real deal when it comes to our economy. you don't have faith in God, your country or me. You don't believe they can handle the truth. When you know the statistics you are using are fake, phony and false yet you state the economy is great and everybody's working except or a small percentage, I know that is not the truth. Who are these people now working for? Crooks. Truth tellers know that fiat bankers give fiat money to fiat corporations(USA Incorporated included) and they make fiat decisions so that they can line their own pockets while continue subjecting the less fortunate to austerity and hopelessness. Black unemployment is down to 4% you say. Who are these Blacks working for? They are surely not working for the upliftment of their own people. They work as dishwashers, janitors and cooks for rich folks that are given fiat money from satanic bankers and perverted government officials. They are the security guards that protect the malevolent globalist so they may plot in peace. Are these new workers part of the air crew that criss cross our skies day and night, releasing aluminum, barium, strontium,and lead nano particulates being used to manipulate weather and minds. What does the pilot spend his or her money on after he or she is done for the day doing his or her part in serving the Depopulation Agenda. Does this worker know what he or she is a part of. How many new lawyers have your economic policies created to fleece the ordinary laymen who pay for justice and do not get it. Are these new lawyers working for the United States of America or are they loyal to the Queen and privy Council (British Accredited Regency) You brag about how many slaves you've created ( I mean jobs) what I would like to know is how many entrepreneurs have you created. If you shut down the border, how many dope-dealing entrepreneurs will you put out of business. Will the unemployment rate go up or down. Maybe down, if you can foster the culture of Reparations, healing, Justice and forgiveness.
As much as the globalist criminals have done to destroy humanity and society, I still must honor the ten commandments of God. Word is that you and the so-called "White Hats" have executed George Bush I&II. If that is the case, you are just as guilty of killing in the eyes of God as the Bushes and because of that you will never get my vote. There is no room for the great enslavement tool (fear) in this battle for human survival. While you execute them so that they can keep their legacy in tact, the people are now even more ignorant than ever before. It seems to me. as I write to the greatest president of my life, that you may be pulling the wool over the freedom seekers eyes. The same thing you said about HRC may be applied to you when you told the story about the woman that nursed the snake back to health, which then bit the women who, as she was dying asked the snake why he bit her even though she nursed him back to health. The snake said " you knew I was a snake when you picked me up.
Every one against you calls you a liar. Everyone who is with you, say its OK for you to lie because you're fighting the deep state. I am the observer that will inform my people of your actions whether they support you or hate you. So what the media lies about you. What are you going to do about when they lie about your supporters. How long will you continue to play the lying game with the other liars. The Black folk that have jobs have no time to educate themselves on economics,pedophilia, microwave weapons, stratospheric aerosol injections. They don't have time to learn about the origins of the White race. Who that have jobs have time to go out to protest? While you are bragging about the economy and black unemployment, technocracy is continuously creating and putting together the necessary pieces for a new age holocaust of the 99%. Every single day I see the wifi boxes, the killer antennas, the cameras, the listening devices. The stratospheric aerosol injector planes flying back and forth, left and right, killing us . Mind control components including social media, the main stream media, and corrupt musicians. This what has the attention of the dumbed down masses. GMO agriculture is switching off our genetic characteristics that allow us to procreate, regenerate and survive. I watched as the salesmen for fifth generation wifi microwave 2 millimeter wave technology hooked you on the urgency of being the first to fully develop this technology. You agreed to assist them in expediting their agenda. Not a good thing at all.
As far as I am concerned, you Mr. President are working for the Cabal. You have allowed America to continue to be divided. You have accepted the fact that Americans are too dumb and stupid to handle the truth. No heads have rolled, unless you've done it in secret. Right there you will have been exposed a wielding the power created by the criminal executive before you to destroy them. You have a cabinet full of crooks. You are forcing the people to do what we all know is wrong;placing our salvation in the hands of one man. You are not God Mr. President. If any thing happens to you. Americans will be back in the hands of the killers that we know. Did you ever think of that? Your enemies are free today to continue the death wishes of their hearts. The time is now to be strong,fearless yet still merciful. America can not afford to lose our faith in you. The opiode crisis along with Tavistock/CIA/MKultra have control of the minds of the masses and that control grows by the day. Regardless of how many stadiums you can fill, they reach millions and millions and millions.
They have been at this for many many years sir. I'm sure you are as wise or wiser than I. Without you there is no hope. This is how critical this situation is to me as I watch the prison planet grow stronger. There are no jobs being created by your economic policies that are addressing the needs of my community. There are no executive orders to stop telecommunication monopolies to halt their deployment of death ray antennae located right next to apartment buildings with men, women an children who have no rights when it comes to ascertaining the health effects that by law will not be studied. We don't have the time to confirm the fact that 5g deployment is an extinction level event.
So what I'm saying sir is that the American people don't have all day and forever to do something real to help us save this planet. We don't want a hero to worship. We don't need a secret squirrel to hide the truth from us. Give it to the American people straight up and start the healing process. Your competition is all about slow draggin when it comes to the needs of the people. The more time they waste, the more time they have to kill us all without having justice. That is why I can't get my education so I can have a career to sustain the life given to me by God. That's why I live in a hood immersed in 2 millimeter microwave electromagnetic frequencies and zombie drug addicts and no-addict who refuse to think for any substantial period of time. And that is why I can't get my Link. The SES member running your Department of Health and Human Services is part of a group of inept individuals whose objective is to thwart the progress of the average man and woman so that they suffer and die. They don't care how you die . Just die and kick rocks. Be gone!
This is the mentality that has trickled down to the slave master wannabes who;s job is supposed to be to serve the people. They have money and a job. That's all they care about. The man sitting behind the desk at the welfare office wouldn't say a word to me. I asked whazzup can I get some help? He says you gotta wait for the lady to come back. I said what lady. Do you know how long I'll have to wait? He tells me the office opens at eight in the morning and that I should have come earlier. I was about to tell him that I just found out I didn't get my ration of link til five minutes ago. They lady we were waiting for comes in and tell me to hold down my volume. Neither one of those workers gave a darn about me eating. They did not have the courtesy to tell me the office was closed the next day. No sense of customer service Not one social worker I have dealt with has give a flyin f--- about the fact that I have put in the work to have their jobs and be their boss. The only thing these people in government do is lust for power and prestige. I live in my CHA apartment around the block from the Illinois Department of Human Services. I volunteered to get job training in the Snap Epic program. I was accepted into the program and had once again started on my educational goal to better myself. The janitor, who never fixed my toilet or heat, gave me another 5 day notice. The sheriff served notice in August to appear in eviction court. Because I have been in many traumatic situations in the past twenty years, I began seeking professional help. I needed someone to listen to me so that I could get these issues off my chest. My brother is a police lieutenant and he hooked me up with CPD's clinical therapist for family members. It was very therapeutic. Since I was in the process of being evicted, I started to look into homeless shelters. I went to the Chicago Family and support services offices to inquire about shelters. I was referred to two shelters. Across the street was Bobby E. Wright Mental Health Services . I joined the program. I wanted to see a therapist but wound up in a group session with people who were hardcore drug users.
We were supposed to get bus fare to get back and forth. The social worker at the National Abel Network responsible for providing my education was not treating me with respect. I dealt with it. I told her my situation . She gave me a flyer or some Hispanic clinical therapist. While working with the Department of Employment Security, one of their other clients was telling me about how he had a telephone interview and how they never called, so he had to make the trip to the office. While at this office ( I was trying to see if I could get some money from working at the Grand Lux) They messed up my paperwork so I had to come back Monday. When I returned Monday I was set up wit a telephone interview. I had an Obama phone with 250 minutes on it. My social worker was really talking to me crazy. She was holding me hostage with the bus passes. I wanted to get another counselor. She gave me a weekly bus pass and told me to make sure I don't waste it. What did she mean by that? Any way we arranged to have me come to the office the same Monday as my telephone interview. I did not want to miss my phone interview and I wanted to have proof if the call didn't come through. So, I went to Streetwise to wait for the call there. The call never came through. My phone had turned itself on mute. I was really starting to get suspicious about my government phone. I then spent almost an hour on the phone trying to call them back to try and figure out what happened. Any how, I completed my interview and was maybe a few minutes behind schedule for my appointment at National Able where I was supposed to work on their computers to continue my preparation before the class officially started. I called my adviser to alert her that I might be a few minutes late because of the phone interview. She said don't come, she has things to do. Now most of our meetings she was late. This was my first time if I would be late. I turns out I would have been right on time. So I went to their other office which is collocated with IDES. I asked to see a manager because I wasn't happy with my current one. At first they wouldn't tell me anything, so I jumped on Linked In to connect with some other National Able workers to talk to an authority. By the time the manager came out, I had her on my computer screen. I filed my complaint and commenced to completing the work I had for IDES and National Able Network. The next day, I went to my group session. During our break, I told the counselor that I had an appointment at 12 pm that I couldn't be late for. I asked if he could let me go a bit early to make my appointment. He said If I left early I could not get my passes. So I tried to wait and see if I could get the passes and still be on time.
So I left to go to my National Able appt. When I got to the train station, the train would not be coming in time to make it so I went back to the group session. After the session was over, we had to wait almost an hour before we could get the passes because of some dumb reason. If you think this is a long letter, imagine having to listen to it. The clinical therapist had heard my story and had my diagnosis in his computer but didn't know how to legally transfer the file to his computer. I was really upset about the bus pass issue so I talked to him about it. These workers were basically saying that bus passes were a privilege and be grateful to get them. After this talk, I had my therapist call my National Able counselor to let her know that I was with him. To be courteous. She wasn't available to answer the call and my therapist left her a message to explain.
The next day I went to the office with the IDES and National Able. My goal was to complete my work and have no problems with any one. When I got to the office a worker was being asked a question by a client and she wouldn't help her. It wasnt right to me. But it wasn't my problem. I work the whole day with no problems. I found out that day I was accepted into the program. As I started to organize my work to leave, the worker that wasn't right when I started my day started bothering me telling me I can't have my stuff all over the place. I tried to tell her I was getting ready to leave but she wasn't listening. She was going off about how she would have me thrown out. I had won my eviction case, so I might have felt too powerful and was acting uppity. I don't know. I told the lady she wasn't going to do anything to me. I have a loud voice and the manager told me to quiet down, which I did. The worker told the manager that I was the one bothering Kelsey, my National Able handler I packed up and left.
The next day the Manager from National Able called but my phone ran out of juice. I finally called her back to see what was up. She told me I couldn't have a new handler and I was out of the program. I was , of course, distraught.
I didn't get into details about my court case which I won the week before. This was why I felt so good about myself. I had agreed to move out by Dec 12 or before and they would drop the money judgement and seal the record. I felt that I was getting better at protecting my ow self interest. Look where that got me.
Back to my CHA situation. My electricity was shut off. When I moved in the apartment, I called ComEd to get my electric turned on and my gas. I haven't heard from either one of the companies since I tried to get them to switch it over, Once the sheriffs came with the eviction papers, they shut down the lights. I had an annual inspection on Oct 19. This would be my time to inquire about the inspection process because as I continued to live there, I discovered more and more code violation and I wanted to know how this Apartment could have passed any inspection. When CHA came to inspect the apt, the gave me a fail because of no lights. They did't care about any thing after that. So they sent me a termination notice. Then they sent me a congratulations notice. When they came to do a second inspection, I had my phone on , charged up and on loud. on the initial inspection, the janitor came with the inspector. On this inspection, no one showed up. The inspector said he called my phone and no one answered. I found this out after spending at least 40 minutes on hold. I then proceeded to leave detailed email to customer service about my situation. Next was my meeting about my new apartment. I was getting my walking papers. I tried to tell them about my situation but they had more important things besides me. My next court date the lawyer for the plaintiff failed to appear. The case was dismissed. The plaintiff brought the case back and the lawyers tried to bully me into answering their questions. They also doctored papers that left me with inadequate information about my due process. The judge discovered the fraud and reprimanded the attorney. The judge then asked if we could work something out. So I stated my demands that I referred to earlier and the case was over. I had my walking papers to look for a new place and I avoided ruining my credit. I felt victorious. I started looking for apartments using the CHA's site gosection8.com as I had used before to get the first CHA apt. I was using several apartment sites and I was determined not to get a bad one this time. Next thing I knew my friend pops up and tells me he is in the real estate game helping people get apartments. I was like cool, let's do this. I know a few people looking so maybe I could make some money too. So he couldn't really pronounce the name of the company he was working for but we went to the office and I saw that it was the office of the company I had just been victorious in court Axonas Management. I wasn't interested in hiding the fact that I didn't want to be involved in any way with that company and my friend's employer assured me he was independent and only renting office space there. I said cool. The first apartment was in a better area that the other apartment. I didn't rush to give them my papers. My time to leave the first apartment was approaching. The man told me once they have the paper work, the contractors would have the apartment inspection ready within a week-two at the most.
I handed over my papers and waited. After a few weeks I was told that the apartment was not being rented any more . Classic bait and switch. So I was upset, but it was almost Dec. My buddy took me to see another apartment. His behavior was strange to me. Every time I would tell him about my problem with anything, he tell me to think positive and dismiss the problem. It was as if he had no idea of the situation I had just emerged from. he seemed like he just wanted to hurry up and get me into any old apartment so he could get paid. It really seemed as if someone surveilled my government phone and manipulated my friend to pull me back into what is turning out to be a never ending nightmare. The apartment he took me to had no lights on. so basically they showed me substandard housing unit. I was being forced to settle for some housing that was not me. I was tired of fighting and trying to be less controversial and more friendly and guess what? I got taken advantage of again. He then begin to act tough and tell me I need to stop being so controversial. I wonder where he got that word from. Makes me wonder more. None of the homeless shelter could be reached. I had no where to put my possessions. My neighbor across the hall let me move my stuff in his dining room and sleep on the couch. I would have been a good thing except he smoked crack, something I've never had to tolerate. So I moved out of my first CHA apartment and waited for the new one to be approved in my neighbor's apartment. While my apartment used to be freezing, my neighbor's apartment was 100 degrees most of the time Un bearable. I was going even crazier. They did not pass inspection until 1/11/2018. My so-called buddy didn't care that I lived with a crack head In fact he used it against me as I was cussing him out for his bad business. So on 1/11/2018 I went to see the apartment . The lights were on this time. When we got to the apartment, a tenant told the janitor a dog defecated in the hallway. When we got to my apartment there was a pile of feces in front of my door. I was so traumatized by living with the crack head I just need the peace of mind of having my own spot again. I was tired of fighting and needed a break I went to the office to sign the lease. The lease says Maryland LLC. Cool I said let's get this over with and I signed what was supposed to be a 1 year lease. So the employer of my friend left to do something and when he came back we chit chatted and me and my friend left. When I got into the car, I realized I wasn't given a copy of the lease. So, my friend called the boss and told him about it and the boss said he put the contract under someone's door. Since then, I still have no lease.
I started staying at the new apartment. Guess what? It was freezing. I got pictures of my thermometer proving that code violation. Rusty water coming from the tub
the kitchen sin runs water like a man with prostate cancer(drip,drip). The walls are paper thin. The neighbors have no concern about peace and quiet. there's garbage every where. We all on dope my choice is regular marijuana, not th opiate infuse genetically modified medical marijuana. My neighbor across the hall lives with about 60 people. Fiends hollering to the dope men by name spilling the beans. No mailbox or key. when they give me a key and box, somebody breaks it open til this day. Post Office directed them to fix it in July . Still open. As I continuously complain about different things he started pointing me in the direction of the sign out side to call management. When I went outside to get the number on the sign I found out I was back with Axonas. Yes, It looks as if I have been captured. The CHA summoned me to the office in about April to do some paperwork. I tried to tell them my situation. They were too busy to help me. They did tell me that Axonas had sent them a letter stating they had evicted me. Wow. I had to get to a computer and discovered they double crossed me. The janitor told the attorney that I never moved even though my neighbor and I both recorded the event. So I was back in court. The lawyer just did not want to accept the fact that this Black person was ready and prepared to defeat him, again, in battle in a court of law. But that is exactly what I did. I still have no lease. I haven't heard a single word from Axonas, CHA. My so-called friend believes he can just ignore me about the lease. Mailboxes wide open.
I'll end with this final paragraph. My roommate the crackhead was the only person in the whole country who had the decency to give me a place to live while I waited for the SES to slow drag my life into failure. Even though my roommate is a crackhead and won't pay me. I appreciate that there is somebody out here that thinks about others. So. right now I'm stuck with him risking my Section 8 voucher. It's the right thing to do no matter his intentions.. I excel at outgooding my fellow Blacks. That's probably why they show me so little love. Thanks for your time sir. You probably fell asleep. That's okay, I feel much better now. Anybody reading this wanna ask me questions, feel free to do so in the comment section o this page and I'll respond in a most timely manner.
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